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"  BORROWINGS,"  A  SMALL  VOLUME  ISSUED  CHRIST- 
MAS '89,  HAVING  MET  WITH  SO  LARGE  A  MEASURE 
OF  FAVOR,  THE  COMPILERS  HAVE  BEEN  ENCOUR- 
AGED TO  OFFER  A  SECOND  VOLUME,  "  MORE  BOR- 
ROWINGS," TRUSTING  THAT  IT  WILL  PROVE  EQUALLY 
ACCEPTABLE. 

OAKLAND,  CALIFORNIA,  1891. 


The  compilers  acknowledge  with  thanks  the 
courtesy  of  Messrs.  HOUGHTON,  MIFFLIN  AND  COM- 
PANY, DR.  EDWARD  W.  EMERSON,  MRS.  E.  R.  SILL 
and  others,  in  allowing  the  insertion  of  selections 
from  works  of  which  they  own  the  copyright. 


THOUGH   THOU   HAVE   TIME 

BUT  FOR  A  LINE,  BE  THAT  SUBLIME. 


IP  INSTEAD  OF  A  GEM,  OR  EVEN  A  FLOWER,  WE 
COULD  CAST  THE  GIFT  OF  A  LOVELY  THOUGHT  INTO 
THE  HEART  OF  A  FRIEND,  THAT  WOULD  BE  GIVING 
AS  THE  ANGELS  MUST  GIVE.  —George  Macdtmaid* 


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HEAT  powers  and  natural  gifts  do  not 
bring  privileges  to  their  possessors  so 
much  as  tkey  bring  duties. 


When  I  consider  what  some  books  have  done  fof 
the  world,  and  what  they  are  doing,  how  they  keep 
up  our  hope,  awaken  new  courage  and  faith,  soothe 
pain,  give  an  ideal  life  to  those  whose  hours  are  cold 
and  hard,  bind  together  distant  ages  and  foreign 
lands,  create  new  worlds  of  beauty,  bring  down  truth 
from  heaven;  I  give  eternal  blessings  for  this  gift,  and 

thank  God  for  books.  —James  Freeman  Clarke. 


They  are  never  alone  that  are  accompanied  by 

noble  thoughts.  — Sir  Philip  Sidney. 

Take  care  that  the  divinity  within  you  has  a  credit- 
able charge  to  preside  over.  —Marcus  AurcKus. 

If  you  want  your  neighbor  to  know  what  the  Christ 
spirit  will  do  for  him,  let  him  see  what  it  has  done 

for  you.  —Henry  Ward  Beecher. 

Far  away  there  in  the  sunshine  are  my  highest 
aspirations.  I  cannot  reach  them,  but  I  can  look  up 
and  see  their  beauty,  believe  in  them,  and  try  to 
follow  where  they  lead.  —Louisa  May  Alcott. 

"  Let  us  fill  urns  with  rose-leaves  in  our  May, 
And  hive  the  thrifty  sweetness  for  December." 

Hearts  only  thrive  on  varied  good ; 

And  he  who  gathers  from  a  host 
Of  friendly  hearts  his  daily  food, 

is  the  best  friend  that  we  can  boast. 

—Holland. 


Like  the  bird  be  thou, 

That  for  a  moment  rests 
Upon  the  topmost  bough  : 
He  feels  the  branch  to  bend 
And  yet  as  sweetly  sings, 
Knowing  that  he  has  wings. 

—  Victo 


I  wonder  did  you  ever  count 

The  value  of  one  human  fate  ; 
Or  sum  the  infinite  amount 
Of  one  heart's  treasure,  and  the  weight 
Of  life's  one  venture,  and  the  whole 
Concentrate  purpose  of  a  soul. 

—Adelaide  A.  Procter, 


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If  a  man  constantly  aspires,  is  he  not  elevated? 

—  Thoreau. 

In  running  their  race,  men  of  birth  look  back  too 
much,  which  is  the  mark  of  a  bad  runner.  —Bacon. 

Infancy  is  the  perpetual  Messiah,  which  comes  into 
the  arms  of  fallen  men,  and  pleads  with  them  to  return 

to  paradise.  —Emerson. 

The  eyes  of  men  converse  as  much  as  their  tongues, 
with  the  advantage,  that  the  ocular  dialect  needs  no 
dictionary,  but  is  understood  all  the  world  over. 

— Emerson. 

Doubt  is  not  itself  a  crime.  All  manner  of  doubt, 
inquiry  about  all  manner  of  objects,  dwells  in  every 
reasonable  mind.  It  is  the  mystic  working  of  the 
mind  on  the  object  it  is  getting  to  know  about. 

— Carlyle. 

Every  inmost  aspiration  is  God's  angel  undefiled — 
And  in  every  "Oh,  my  father,"  slumbers  deep  a 
"Here,  my  child."  —Thoiuck. 

The  rest  which  does  us  all  good,  and  enables  us  to 
do  our  work  well,  is  the  rest  of  the  heart— the  Sabbath 

of  the  SOUl.  —James  Freeman  Clarke. 


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USC  TOR  CO-DJTC. 

Cord,  for  to-morrow  and  its  needs 

I  do  not  pray, 
Help  me  from  stain  off  sin 

Sust  for  to-day. 

Cet  me  both  diligently  work 

Und  duly  pray, 
Cct  me  be  kind  in  word  and  deed 

Just  for  to-day. 

Cet  me  be  slow  to  do  my  will, 

Prompt  to  obey, 
Belp  me  to  sacrifice  myself, 

Just  for  to-day. 

Cet  me  no  wrong  or  idle  word 

Unthinking  say, 
Put  Cbou  Chv  seal  upon  my  lips 

Just  for  to«day. 

So  for  to-morrow  and  its  needs 

T  do  not  pray, 
But  keep  me,  guide  me,  hold  me,  Cord, 

Just  for  tO'da y. 

—  Canon  Farrar. 


Earth  captive  held 

By  winter,  deems  him  a  foe — 
That  he  can  weld 

Such  fetters ;  deep  down  below 
Her  violets,  close-celled 

Flutter  to  go. 

Earth,  when  she  's  free 

To  bud  and  blow, 
And  feel  through  every  fiber  of  each  tree 

The  strength  to  grow, 
Will  say,  '"Twas  Winter  gave  it  me," 

And  in  the  sunshine  bless  the  snow. 

—Alice  Ward  Bailey. 


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"  Could  I  find  a  word 

As  pure  as  the  rose, 
Half  hid  in  the  wayside 

Grass  that  grows, 
Nor  aught  of  itself 

Intends  or  knows ; 
That  word  is  the  word 
I  would  say. 

"  Could  I  make  a  song 

As  careless  of  art 
As  the  sparrow's  trill 

That  should  seem  a  part 
Of  my  life,  a  blessing 
From  my  heart; — 
That  song  I  would  sing 
Thee  to-day." 


FRIENDSHIP. 

A  ruddy  drop  of  manly  blood 

The  surging  sea  outweighs ; 
The  world  uncertain  conies  and  goes ; 

The  lover  rooted  stays. 
I  fancied  he  was  fled, — 

And,  after  many  a  year, 
Glowed  unexhausted  kindliness, 

Like  daily  sunrise  there. 
My  careful  heart  was  free  again, 

O  friend,  my  bosom  said, 
Through  thee  alone  the  sky  is  arched, 

Through  thee  the  rose  is  red ; 
All  things  through  thee  take  nobler  form, 

And  look  beyond  the  earth, 
The  mill-round  of  our  fate  appears 

A  sun-path  in  thy  worth. 
Me,  too,  thy  nobleness  has  taught 

To  master  my  despair ; 
The  fountains  of  my  hidden  life 

Are  through  thy  friendship  fair. 

— Emerson, 


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So  nigh  is  grandeur  to  our  dust, 

So  near  is  God  to  man, 
When  Duty  whispers  low,  Thou  must, 

The  youth  replies,  I  can.          —Emerson. 

We  speak  with  awed  tenderness  of  our  guardian 
angels ;  but  have  we  not  all  had  our  guiding  angels, 
who  came  to  us  in  visible  form,  and  recognized  or 
unknown,  kept  beside  us  on  our  difficult  path  until 
they  had  done  for  us  all  that  they  could? 

— Lucy  Larcom. 

Seek  not  to  pour  the  world  into  thy  little  mould, 
Each  as  its  nature  is,  its  being  must  unfold ; 
Thou  art  but  as  a  string  in  life's  vast  sounding-board, 
And  other  strings  as  sweet  may  not  with  thine  accord. 

— W.  W.  Story. 


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Chough  I  speak  with  the 
tongues  of  men  and  of  angels, 
and  have  not  Cove,  I  am  be= 
come  as  sounding  brass,  or  a 
tinkling  cymbal,  flnd  though 
T  have  the  gift  of  prophecy, 
and  understand  all  mysteries, 
and  all  knowledge;  and  though 
1  have  all  faith,  so  that  T  could 
remove  mountains,  and  have 
not  Cove,  1  am  nothing*  Hnd 
though  T  bestow  all  my  goods 
to  feed  the  poor,  and  though 
1  give  my  body  to  be  burned, 
and  have  not  Cove,  it  profiteth 
me  nothing. 

-Bible. 


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Associate  reverently,  and  as  much  as  you  can,  with 

your  loftiest  thoughts.  —  Thorean. 

You  have  not  fulfilled  every  duty,  unless  you  have 
fulfilled  that  of  being  pleasant.  —Charles  Buxton. 

Reputation  is  in  itself  only  a  farthing  candle,  of 
wavering  and  uncertain  flame,  and  easily  blown  out; 
but  it  is  the  light  by  which  the  world  looks  for  and 
finds  merit.  —Lowell. 

Give  to  a  gracious  message 
A  host  of  tongues ;  but  let  ill  tidings  tell 
Themselves  when  they  be  felt. 

— Shakespeare. 

Good  intentions  are,  at  least,  the  seed  of  good 
actions ;  and  every  one  ought  to  sow  them,  and  leave 
it  to  the  soil  and  the  seasons  whether  he  or  any  other 
gather  the  fruit.  —  Sir  William  Temple. 

"In  bright  or  brighter  places,  wheresoever  ye  may 

roam — 
Ye  look  away  from  earth-land  and  ye  murmur, 

'Where  is  home?' 
Homeless  hearts,  God  is  home." 


"If  fortune,  with  a  smiling  face, 

Strew  roses  in  our  way, 
When  shall  we  stoop  to  pick  them  up? 
To-day,  my  love,  to-day. 

"But  should  she  frown  with  face  of  care, 

And  talk  of  coming  sorrow, 
When  shall  we  grieve,  if  grieve  we  must? 
To-morrow,  oh,  to-morrow." 


CHRISTMAS    IN    CALIFORNIA. 

Can  this  be  Christmas — sweet  as  May, 
With  drowsy  sun,  and  dreamy  air, 

And  new  grass  pointing  out  the  way 
For  flowers  to  follow,  everywhere? 

Has  Time  grown  sleepy  at  his  post, 
And  let  the  exiled  summer  back, 

Or  is  it  her  regretful  ghost, 
Or  witchcraft  of  the  almanac? 

Before  me,  on  the  wide,  warm  bay, 

A  million  azure  ripples  run ; 
Round  me  the  sprouting  palm-shoots  lay 

Their  shining  lances  to  the  sun. 

A  languor  of  deliciousness 
Fills  all  the  sea-enchanted  clime ; 

And  in  the  blue  heavens  meet,  and  kiss, 
The  loitering  clouds  of  summer-time. 

O  wondrous  gift,  in  goodness  given, 
Each  hour  anew  our  eyes  to  greet, 

An  earth  so  fair — so  close  to  Heaven, 
'Twas  trodden  by  the  Master's  feet. 

•—Edward  Rowland  Sill. 
OAKLAND,  CALIFORNIA. 


No  process  is  so  fatal  as  that  which  would  cast  all 
men  in  one  mould.  Every  human  being  is  in- 
tended to  have  a  character  of  his  own,  to  be  what  nc 
other  is,  to  do  what  no  other  can  do.  Our  common 
nature  is  to  be  unfolded  in  unbounded  diversities.  It 
is  rich  enough  for  infinite  manifestations.  It  is  to  wear 
innumerable  forms  of  beauty  and  glory.  Every  human 
being  has  a  work  to  carry  on  within,  duties  to  perform 
abroad,  influences  to  exert,  which  are  peculiarly  his, 
and  which  no  conscience  but  his  own  can  teach. 

— Channing. 


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We  always  weaken  what  we  exaggerate. 

— La  Harpe. 

He  spoils  his  house  and  throws  his  pains  away 
Who,  qs  the  sun  veers,  builds  his  windows  o'er, 

For  should  he  wait,  the  light,  some  time  of  day, 
Would  come  and  sit  beside  him  in  his  door. 

—Alice  Cary. 

What  are  Raphael's  Madonnas  but  the  shadow  of 
a  mother's  love  fixed  in  permanent  outline. 

—  Thomas  Wentworth  Higgmson. 

No  man  ever  sank  under  the  burden  of  the  day. 
It  is  when  to-morrow's  burden  is  added  to  the  burden 
of  to-day,  that  the  weight  is  more  than  a  man  can  bear. 

— George  Afacdonald. 

Efforts  to  be  permanently  useful  must  be  uniformly 
joyous, — a  spirit  all  sunshine  ;  graceful  from  very  glad- 
ness, beautiful  because  bright.  —Cariyie. 

Get  but  the  truth  once  uttered,  and  'tis  like 
A  star  new-born  that  drops  into  its  place, 

And  which  once  circling  in  its  placid  round, 
Not  all  the  tumult  of  the  earth  can  shake. 

— Lowell. 


FAITHFUL    UNTO     DEATH. 

Let  no  threat'ning  ill  appall  thee, 
Trust  in  God  what-e'er  befall  thee, 
Serve  him  with  thy  latest  breath ; 
Be  thou  faithful  unto  death ! 

Men  may  praise  thee,  men  may  jeer  thee, 
Ever  keep  in  sight  to  cheer  thee 
What  the  heavenly  Master  saith, 
Be  thou  faithful  unto  death ! 

Let  no  loss  or  suffring  rue  thee, 
God  at  last  will  triumph  through  thee, 
Crown  thee  with  the  victor's  wreath; 
Be  thou  faithful  unto  death ! 

— Chas.  W.  Wendte 


In  the  man  whose  childhood  has  known  caresses 
there  is  always  a  fibre  of  memory  that  can  be  touched 
to  gentle  issues.  —George  Eliot. 

Self-trust  is  the  essence  of  heroism.       —Emerson. 

The  first  condition  of  human  goodness  is  some- 
thing to  love ;  the  second,  something  to  reverence. 

— George  Eliot. 

Lied  is  a  rough  phrase ;  say  he  fell  from  truth. 

— Browning. 

A  broad  margin  of  leisure  is  as  beautiful  in  a  man's 
life  as  in  a  book.  —Tkoreau. 

If  we  can  say  with  Seneca,  "This  life  is  only  a 
prelude  to  eternity,"  then  we  need  not  worry  so  much 
over  the  fittings  and  furnishings  of  this  ante-room; 
and  more  than  that,  it  will  give  dignity  and  purpose 
to  the  fleeting  days  to  know  they  are  linked  with  the 
eternal  things  as  prelude  and  preparation. 

— Minot  J.  Savage. 


Jealousy  is  a  secret  avowal  of  inferiority. 

— AfasstUon. 

If  I  shoot  at  the  sun,  I  may  hit  a  star. 

—f.  T,  Barnwn. 

The  world  is  a  school,  and  the  business  of  its  occu- 
pants, the  pursuit  of  an  education  fitting  them  to 
graduate  into  the  invisible  university  of  God. 

— W.  R.  Alger. 

Who  does  not  in  some  sort  live  to  others,  does  not 
live  much  to  himself.  —Montaigne. 

Where  much  is  given,  much  shall  be  required. 
There  are  never  privileges  to  enjoy  without  corre- 
sponding duties  to  fulfil  in  return.  —Phillips  Brooks. 

We  proudly  say  "we  are  equal."  In  the  largest 
sense  before  God  we  are,  but  in  every  other  sense  we 
are  not.  No  two  persons  have  the  same  gifts,  the  same 
tastes,  the  same  habits.  One  must  complement  the 
other.  It  is  a  mutual  life  we  lead  in  a  mutual  world. 

—Caroline  Hazard. 

Man's  rank  is  his  power  to  uplift. 

—George  Macdonald. 


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^^f^HE  understanding  is  the  -vestibule  of  the 

f       mind !      Uncover  thy  head,  and  enter  the 

•^        temple    of   the    soul !    behold   the   power, 

the   beauty,    and   the    love  '.      If  we    had 

nothing   but   understanding,    how   little    should    -we 

know   or   think   or  feel  ! 


I  may  not  reach  the  heights  I  seek, 
My  untried  strength  may  fail  me  ; 

Or,  half-way  up  the  mountain  peak 
Fierce  tempests  may  assail  me  ; 

But  though  my  goal  I  never  see 

This  thought  shall  always  dwell  with 
I  will  be  worthy  of  it. 


I  may  not  triumph  in  success, 

Despite  my  earnest  labor; 
I  may  not  grasp  results  that  bless 

The  efforts  of  my  neighbor. 
But  though  life's  dearest  joy  I  miss 
There  lies  a  nameless  strength  in  this— 
I  will  be  worthy  of  it 

—  Etta  Wheeler  Wilcox. 


How  fitting  to  have  every  day,  in  a  vase  of  water 
on  your  table,  the  wild  flowers  of  the  season  which  are 
just  blossoming.  Can  any  house  be  said  to  be  fur- 
nished without  them?  Shall  we  be  so  forward  to 
pluck  the  fruits  of  Nature  and  neglect  her  flowers  ? 
These  are  surely  her  finest  influences.  So  may  the 
season  suggest  the  thoughts  it  is  fitted  to  suggest. 

Let  me  know  what  pictures  Nature  is  painting, 

what  poetry  she  is  writing,  what  ode  composing  now, 

— Thoreau. 


DAFFODILS. 

I  wandered  lonely  as  a  cloud 

That  floats  on  high  o'er  vales  and  hills, 
When  all  at  once  I  saw  a  crowd, — 

A  host  of  golden  daffodils 
Beside  the  lake,  beneath  the  trees, 
Fluttering  and  dancing  in  the  breeze. 

Continuous  as  the  stars  that  shine 

And  twinkle  on  the  milky  way, 
They  stretched  in  never-ending  line 

Along  the  margin  of  a  bay : 
Ten  thousand  saw  I,  at  a  glance, 
Tossing  their  heads  in  sprightly  dance. 

The  waves  beside  them  danced,  but  they 
Outdid  the  sparkling  waves  in  glee ; — 

A  poet  could  not  but  be  gay 
In  such  a  jocund  company : 

I  gazed — and  gazed — but  little  thought 

What  wealth  the  show  to  me  had  brought. 

For  oft,  when  on  my  couch  I  lie, 

In  vacant  or  in  pensive  mood, 
They  flash  upon  that  inward  eye 

Which  is  the  bliss  of  solitude ; 
And  then  my  heart  with  pleasure  fills, 
And  dances  with  the  daffodils. 

— Wordsworth 


I  hold  it  the  duty  of  one  who  is  gifted, 
And  royally  dowered  in  all  men's  sight, 

To  know  no  rest  till  his  life  is  lifted 
Fully  up  to  the  great  gift's  height. 

Great  gifts  should  be  worn  like  a  crown  befitting, 
And  not  like  gems  on  a  beggar's  hands ; 

And  the  toil  must  be  constant  and  unremitting 
That  lifts  up  the  king  to  the  crown's  demands. 

— Ella  Wheeltr  Wilcox 

I  am  one  who  holds  a  treasure 
And  a  gem  of  wondrous  cost ; 

But  I  mar  my  heart's  deep  pleasure 
With  the  fear  it  may  be  lost. 

Oh  for  some  heavenly  token, 

By  which  I  may  be  sure 
The  vase  shall  not  be  broken, 

Dispersed  the  essence  pure. 

Then  spoke  the  angel  of  mothers 

To  me  in  gentle  tone, 
"  Be  kind  to  the  children  of  others, 
And  thus  deserve  thine  own." 

—Julia  Ward  Howe. 


Children  have  more  need  of  models  than  of  critics. 

— Joubert. 

That  which  is  not  for  the  interest  of  the  whole 
swarm  is  not  for  the  interest  of  a  single  bee. 

— Marcus  Aurelius. 

After  every  storm  the  sun  will  smile,  for  every 
problem  there  is  a  solution,  and  the  soul's  indefeasible 
duty  is  to  be  of  good  cheer.  —William  R.  Alger. 

At  last  to  be  identified ! 

At  last,  the  lamps  upon  thy  side, 

The  rest  of  life  to  see ! 
Past  midnight,  past  the  morning  star ! 
Past  sunrise !  Ah !  what  leagues  there  are 

Between  our  feet  and  day ! 

~Emily  Dickinson. 

You  will  find  it  less  easy  to  uproot  faults  than  to 
choke  them  by  gaining  virtues.  Do  not  think  of  your 
faults ;  still  less  of  others'  faults.  In  every  person  who 
comes  near  you  look  for  what  is  good  and  strong; 
honor  that;  rejoice  in  it;  as  you  can,  try  to  imitate  it, 
and  your  faults  will  drop  off,  like  dead  leaves,  when 
their  time  comes. 


Why  make  we  moan 
For  loss  that  doth  enrich  us  yet 
With  upward  yearnings  of  regret. 

— Lowell. 

Oh  world,  as  God  has  made  it!   All  is  beauty : 
And  knowing  this,  is  love,  and  love  is  duty. 

— Browning. 

Age  is  opportunity  no  less 
Than  youth  itself,  though  in  another  dress ; 
And,  as  the  evening  twilight  fades  away, 
The  stars  are  seen  by  night,  invisible  by  day. 

— Longfellow. 

To  enjoy  a  thing  exclusively  is  commonly  to  ex- 
clude yourself  from  the  true  enjoyment  of  it. 

—  Thoreau. 

Belief  in  compensation,  or,  that  nothing  is  got  for 
nothing, — characterizes  all  valuable  minds. 

— Emerson. 

Heed  how  thou  livest.    Do  no  act  by  day 
Which  from  the  night  shall  drive  thy  peace  away. 
In  months  of  sun  so  live  that  months  of  rain 
Shall  still  be  happy. 

(Translation.) 


SO 


AT    CHRYSTEMASSr    TYDK. 

"Two  sorrie  Thynges  there  be — 

Ay,  three ; 
A  Neste  from  which  ye  Fledglings  have  been  taken, 

A  Lambe  forsaken, 
A  redde  leaf  from  ye  Wilde  Rose  rudely  shaken. 

"Of  gladde  Thynges  there  be  more — 

Ay,  four; 
A  Larke  above  ye  olde  Neste  blythely  singing, 

A  Wilde  Rose  clinging 
In  safety  to  a  Rock :  a  Shepherde  bringing 
A  Lambe,  found,  in  his  armes,  and  Chrystemasse 
Bells  .-^ringing." 


I  know  there  are  voices  I  do  not  hear, 

And  colors  I  do  not  see ; 
I  know  that  the  world  has  numberless  doors 

Of  which  I  have  not  the  key. 

• — Minot  J.  Savage. 

Be  great  in  act,  as  you  have  been  in  thought. 

— Shakespeare. 

What  had  the  life  of  Jesus  been  to  us,  if  we  had 
only  the  records  of  his  sermons,  without  the  record  of 
his  going  about  doing  good.  —Bishop  Simpson. 

When  I  say  that  it  was  March,  I  need  add  nothing 

about  the  weather.  —Elizabeth  Stuart  Phelps  Ward. 

Don't  waste  life  in  doubts  and  fears;  spend  your- 
self on  the  work  before  you,  well  assured  that  the 
right  performance  of  this  hour's  duties  will  be  the 
best  preparation  for  the  hours  or  ages  that  follow  it. 

— Emerson, 

"Medicine  for  the  soul." 

— Inscription  over  the  door  of  the  Library  at  Thebes. 


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$  ships  meet  at  sea 
for  a  moment,  and 
then  part  upon  tbe 
deep;  so  men  meet  in 
this  world*  Jlnd  I 
think  we  should  cross 
no  man's  path 
without  hailing 
m,  and  if  he  needs, 
giving  him  help. 


f$.  Ul.  Beecher. 


The  virtue  which  we  appreciate,  we  to  some 
extent  appropriate.  —Thoreau. 

"He  who  is  always  inquiring  what  people  will  say, 
will  never  give  them  opportunity  to  say  anything  great 
about  him." 

A  little  learning  is  not  a  dangerous  thing  to  onr 
who  does  not  mistake  it  for  a  great  deal. 

—Blanco  White. 

We  are  haunted  by  an  ideal  life,  and  it  is  because 
we  have  within  us  the  beginning  and  the  possibility 
Ot  it.  —Phillips  Brooks 

Never  does  a  man  portray  his  own  character  more 
vividly  than  in  his  manner  of  portraying  another's. 

— Richter. 

The  nimble  lie 

Is  like  the  second-hand  upon  a  clock ; 
We  see  it  fly,  while  the  hour-hand  of  truth 
Seems  to  stand  still ;  and  yet  it  moves  unseen, 
And  wins  at  last,  for  the  clock  will  not  strike 
Till  it  has  reached  the  goal.  —Longfellow. 


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I  know  of  no  more  encouraging  fact  than  the  un- 
questionable ability  of  a  man  to  elevate  his  life  by  a 
conscious  endeavor.  It  is  something  to  be  able  to 
paint  a  particular  picture,  or  to  carve  a  statue,  and 
so  make  a  few  objects  beautiful;  but  it  is  far  more 
glorious  to  carve  and  paint  the  very  atmosphere  and 
medium  through  which  we  look,  which  morally  we 

can  do.  — Thoreau. 


What  we  like  determines  what  we  are,  and  is  the 
sign  of  what  we  are ;  and  to  teach  taste  is  inevitably 
to  form  character.  —Ruskin. 

A  noble  deed  is  a  step  toward  God. 

— /.  G.  Holland. 

A  small  drop  of  ink, 

Falling,  like  dew,  upon  a  thought,  produces 
That  which  makes  thousands,  perhaps  millions,  think. 

— Byron. 

The  true  worth  of  a  man  is  to  be  measured  by  the 
objects  he  pursues.  —Marcus  Avrelius. 

Friends — those  relations  that  one  makes  for  one's 

Self.  —Deschamps. 

To  have  joy  one  must  share  it.  Happiness  was 
born  a  twin.  —Byron. 

And  where  we  love  is  home, 

Home  that  our  feet  may  leave,  but  not  our  hearts. 
The  chain  may  lengthen,  but  it  never  parts. 

— Holmes. 


Every  day  brings  a  ship, 
Every  ship  brings  a  word ; 

Well  for  those  who  have  no  fear, 
Looking  seaward  well  assured 
That  the  word  the  vessel  brings 

Is  the  word  they  wish  to  hear. 

— Emtrson. 

Would  'st  shape  a  noble  life?    Then  cast 
No  backward  glances  toward  the  past, 
And  though  somewhat  be  lost  and  gone, 
Yet  do  thou  act  as  one  new-born ; 
What  each  day  needs,  that  shalt  thou  ask, 
Each  day  will  set  its  proper  task.         —Goethe. 


THE    FOOL'S    PRAYER. 

The  royal  feast  was  done ;  the  King 
Sought  some  new  sport  to  banish  care, 

And  to  his  jester  cried :  "Sir  Fool, 
Kneel  now,  and  make  for  us  a  prayer!'  • 

The  jester  doffed  his  cap  and  bells, 
And  stood  the  mocking  court  before ; 

They  could  not  see  the  bitter  smile 
Behind  the  painted  grin  he  wore. 

He  bowed  his  head,  and  bent  his  knee 
Upon  the  monarch's  silken  stool ; 

His  pleading  voice  arose :  "O  Lord, 
Be  merciful  to  me,  a  fool ! 

"No  pity,  Lord,  could  change  the  heart 

From  red  with  wrong  to  white  as  wool  j 
The  rod  must  heal  the  sin :  but  Lord, 
Be  merciful  to  me,  a  fool ! 

"'Tis  not  by  guilt  the  onward  sweep 

Of  truth  and  right,  O  Lord,  we  stay; 
'Tis  by  our  follies  that  so  long 
We  hold  the  earth  from  heaven  away. 

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"These  clumsy  feet,  still  in  the  mire, 

Go  crushing  blossoms  without  end ; 
These  hard,  well-meaning  hands  we  thrust 
Among  the  heart-strings  of  a  friend. 

"The  ill-timed  truth  we  might  have  kept— 

Who  knows  how  sharp  it  pierced  and  stung? 
The  word  we  had  not  sense  to  say — • 
Who  knows  how  grandly  it  had  rung? 

"Our  faults  no  tenderness  should  ask, 

The  chastening  stripes  must  cleanse  them  all ; 
But  for  our  blunders — oh,  in  shame 
Before  the  eyes  of  heaven  we  fall. 

"Earth  bears  no  balsam  for  mistakes; 

Men  crown  the  knave,  and  scourge  the  tool 
That  did  his  will ;  but,  Thou,  O  Lord, 
Be  merciful  to  me,  a  fool !" 

The  room  was  hushed ;  in  silence  rose 

The  King,  and  sought  his  gardens  cool, 
And  walked  apart,  and  murmured  low, 
"Be  merciful  to  me,  a  fool ! " 

— Edward  Rowland  Sill. 


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Beware  of  despairing  about  yourself. 

— St.  Augustine. 

The  exaltation  of  talent,  as  it  is  called,  above  vir- 
tue and  religion,  is  the  curse  of  the  age.  —channing. 

Live  pure,  speak  truth,  right  wrong, 
Else  wherefore  born? 

—  Tennyson.. 

No  wind  serves  him  who  has  no  destined  port. 

— Montaigne. 

Who  is  dumb?  He  who  does  not  know  how  to 
say  kind  things  at  the  proper  time.  —Hindu. 

"If  you  would  have  a  happy  family  life,  remember 
two  things, — in  matters  of  principle,  stand  like  a  rock ; 
in  matters  of  taste,  swim  with  the  current." 


If  you  were  born  to  honor,  show  it  now : 
If  put  upon  you,  make  the  judgment  good 

That  thought  you  worthy  Of  it.       —Shakespeare. 

As  in  the  silence  of  night  the  ear  catches  the  least 
sound,  so  in  the  solitude  of  reflection  the  mind  detects 
soft  and  delicate  strains  of  thought,  unheard  in  the 

bustle  of  the  crowd.  —Prentice  Mulford. 

Our  high  respect  for  a  well  read  man  is  praise 
enough  for  literature.  —Emerson. 

Let  nothing  disturb  thee; 

Nothing  affright  thee ; 

All  things  are  passing ; 

God  never  changeth.         —Longfellow. 

(Santa  Teresa's  Book-Mark.) 

The  only  hope  of  preserving  what  is  best,  lies  in 
the  practice  of  an  immense  charity,  a  wide  tolerance, 
a  sincere  respect  for  opinions  that  are  not  ours. 

— Hamerton. 

"They  that  on  glorious  ancestry  enlarge 
Produce  their  debt  instead  of  their  discharge." 


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tbout  distinction,  with= 
out  calculation,  witb= 
out  procrastination,  love* 
Ca  visb  it  upon  the  poor, 
where  it  is  very  easy ;  c$= 
pecially  upon  the  rich  who 
often  need  it  most;  most 
of  all  upon  our  equals, 
where  it  is  very  difficult, 
and  for  whom  perhaps 
we  each  do  least  of  all. 

ficnry  Drummond. 


EACH    AND    ALL. 

Little  thinks,  in  the  field,  yon  red-cloaked  clown 
Of  thee  from  the  hill-top  looking  down ; 
The  heifer  that  lows  in  the  upland  farm, 
Far-heard,  lows  not  thine  ear  to  charm ; 
The  sexton,  tolling  his  bell  at  noon, 
Deems  not  that  great  Napoleon 
Stops  his  horse,  and  lists  with  delight, 
Whilst  his  files  sweep  round  yon  Alpine  height  ; 
Nor  knowest  thou  what  argument 
Thy  life  to  thy  neighbor's  creed  has  lent. 
All  are  needed  by  each  one ; 
Nothing  is  fair  or  good  alone. 


Home  is  everywhere  to  thee, 
Who  canst  thine  own  dwelling  be. 

— Joseph  Beaumont. 

In  the  sublimest  flights  of  the  soul,  rectitude  is 
never  surmounted,  love  is  never  outgrown. 

— Emerson. 

Our  to-days  make  our  to-morrows,  and  our  present 
lives  determine  the  grade  on  which  we  must  enter  any 

next  life.  —MinotJ.  Savage. 

What  man  is  there  whom  contact  with  a  great  soul 
will  not  exalt  ?  A  drop  of  water  upon  the  petal  of  a 
lotus  glistens  with  the  splendors  of  the  pearl. 

— Hindu, 

Of  nothing  can  we  be  more  sure  than  this :  that,  if 
we  cannot  sanctify  our  present  lot,  we  could  sanctify 

no  Other.  —Martineau. 

"To  see  the  spider  sit  and  spin 
Shut  with  her  web  of  silver  in, 
You'd  never,  never,  never  guess 
The  way  she  gets  her  dinner." 


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Some  days  must  needs  be  full  of  gloom, 
Yet  must  we  use  them  as  we  may ; 

Talk  less  about  the  years  to  come, 
Give  love,  and  labor  more,  to-day. 

What  our  hand  findeth,  do  with  might ; 

Ask  less  for  help,  but  stand  or  fall, 
Each  one  of  us  in  life's  great  fight, 

As  if  himself  and  God  were  all. 

— Alice  Cary. 


Nature  never  did  betray 
The  heart  that  loved  her;  'tis  her  privilege, 
Through  all  the  years  of  this  our  life,  to  lead 
From  joy  to  joy :  for  she  can  so  inform 
The  mind  that  is  within  us,  so  impress 
With  quietness  and  beauty,  and  so  feed 
With  lofty  thoughts,  that  neither  evil  tongues, 
Rash  judgments,  nor  the  sneers  of  selfish  men, 
Nor  greetings  where  no  kindness  is,  nor  all 
The  dreary  intercourse  of  daily  life, 
Shall  e'er  prevail  against  us,  or  disturb 
Our  cheerful  faith,  that  all  which  we  behold 
Is  full  of  blessings.    Therefore  let  the  moon 
Shine  on  thee  in  thy  solitary  walk ; 
And  let  the  misty  mountain  winds  be  free 
To  blow  against  thee ;  and,  in  after  years, 
When  these  wild  ecstacies  shall  be  matured 
Into  a  sober  pleasure,  when  thy  mind 
Shall  be  a  mansion  for  all  lovely  forms, 
Thy  memory  be  as  a  dwelling  place 
For  all  sweet  sounds  and  harmonies ;  oh !  then, 
If  solitude,  or  fear,  or  pain,  or  grief, 
Should  be  thy  portion,  with  what  healing  thoughts 
Of  tender  joy  wilt  thou  remember  me, 
And  these  my  exhortations !  —Wordsworth. 


All  I  have  seen  teaches  me  to  trust  the  Creator  for 
all  I  have  not  seen.  —Emerson. 

The  most  dangerous  flattery  is  the  inferiority  of 

those  who  surround  US.  —Madame  Swetchine. 

Reverence  the  highest,   have  patience  with  the 
lowest.    Are  the  stars  too  distant,  pick  up  the  pebble 

that  lies  at  thy  feet.  —Margaret  Fullir. 

One  adequate  support 
For  the  calamities  of  mortal  life 
Exists,  one  only : — an  assured  belief 
That  the  procession  of  our  fate,  howe'er 
Sad  or  disturbed,  is  ordered  by  a  Being 
Of  infinite  benevolence  and  power ; 
Whose  everlasting  purposes  embrace 
All  accidents,  converting  them  to  good. 

— Wordsworth. 


Let  the  old  life  be  covered  by  the  new, 
The  old  past,  so  full  of  sad  mistakes ; 

Let  it  be  wholly  hidden  from  the  view 
By  deeds  as  white  and  silent  as  snowflakes, 

Ere  the  earth  life  melt  in  the  eternal  spring. 

Let  the  white  mantle  of  repentance  fling 

Soft  drapery  about  it,  fold  on  fold, 

Even  as  the  new  snow  covers  up  the  old. 

— Louise  Chandler  Moulton. 

A  dewdrop,  falling  on  the  wild  sea  wave, 
Exclaimed  in  fear,  "  I  perish  in  this  grave  ! " 
But,  in  a  shell  received,  that  drop  of  dew 
Unto  a  pearl  of  marvelous  beauty  grew, 
And  happy  now  the  grace  did  magnify 
Which  thrust  it  forth,  as  it  had  feared,  to  die : 
Until  again,  "I  perish  quite,"  it  said, 
Torn  by  a  rude  diver  from  its  ocean  bed. 
Oh,  unbelieving !  so  it  came  to  gleam 
Chief  jewel  in  a  monarch's  diadem. 

— Persian —  Trench, 


How  soon  a  smile  of  God  can  change  the  world  ! 
How  we  are  made  for  happiness !  —Browning. 

Discharge  aright 
The  simple  dues  with  which  each  day  is  rife, — 

Yea,  with  thy  might. 
Ere  perfect  scheme  of  action  thou  devise 

Will  life  be  fled.  -Schiller. 

Earth  seemed  more  sweet  to  live  upon 
More  full  of  love,  because  of  him. 

— Lowell. 

Come  what  come  may, 
Time  and  the  hour  runs  through  the  roughest  day. 

— Shakespeare. 

A  man,  he  seems,  of  cheerful  yesterdays, 
And  confident  to-morrows.  —Wordsworth. 

Get  work : 
Be  sure  it  is  better  than  what  you  work  to  get. 

— E.  B.  Browning. 


Culture  implies  all  which  gives  a  mind  possession 

of  its  powers.  —Emerson. 

The  flighty  purpose  never  is  o'ertook 
Unless  the  deed  go  with  it.        —Shakespeare. 

Eyes  are  not  so  common  as  poets  would  think,  or 
poets  would  be  plentier.  —Lowell. 

Error  is  none  the  better  for  being  common,  nor 
truth  the  worse  for  having  lain  neglected. 

—John  Locke. 

Taking  the  first  footstep  with  a  good  thought,  the 
second  with  a  good  word,  and  the  third  with  a  good 
deed,  I  entered  Paradise.  —Zoroaster. 

Life  is  too  short  to  waste, 


'Twill  soon  be  dark ; 
Up !  mind  thine  own  aim,  and 
God  speed  the  mark!  —Emerson, 


s  not  quitting 
e  busy  career; 
cst  is  the  fitting 
Of  self  to  its  sphere: 


Cis  loving  and  serving 
Che  highest  and  best; 
is  onward  unswerving, 
find  that  is  true  rest 

S.  Dwiqht. 


The  year's  at  the  spring, 
And  day's  at  the  morn ; 
Morning's  at  seven ; 

The  hill-side's  dew-pearled; 
The  lark's  on  the  wing ; 
The  snail's  on  the  thorn ; 
God's  in  his  heaven — 
All's  right  with  the  world. 

— Browning. 

'Ask  God  to  give  thee  skill 

For  comfort's  art, 
That  thou  may'st  consecrated  be, 

And  set  apart 
Unto  a  life  of  sympathy ! 
For  heavy  is  the  weight  of  ill 

For  every  heart, 

And  comforters  are  needed  much 
Of  Christ-like  touch." 


The  essence  of  intellectual  living  does  not  reside 
in  extent  of  science  or  in  perfection  of  expression,  but 
in  a  constant  preference  for  higher  thoughts  over 
lower  thoughts.  Here  is  the  true  secret  of  that  fascin- 
ation which  belongs  to  intellectual  pursuits,  that  they 
reveal  to  us  a  little  more,  and  yet  a  little  more,  of  the 
eternal  order  of  the  Universe,  establishing  us  so  firmly 
in  what  is  known,  that  we  acquire  an  unshakable  con- 
fidence in  the  laws  which  govern  what  is  not,  and 
never  can  be,  known.  Philip  Gilbert  Hamerton. 


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When  we  consider  we  are  bound  to  be  serviceable 
to  mankind,  and  bear  with  their  faults,  we  shall  per- 
ceive there  is  a  common  tie  of  nature  and  relation 
between  US.  —Marcus  Aurelius. 

One  thorn  of  experience  is  worth  a  whole  wilder 
ness  of  warning.  —Lowell. 

He  who  loves  best  his  fellow-man 
Is  loving  God  the  holiest  way  he  can. 

— Alice  Cary. 

Better  be  cold  than  assume  to  feel.  In  truth, 
nothing  is  so  cold  as  an  assumed,  noisy  enthusiasm. 
Its  best  emblem  is  the  northern  blast  of  winter,  which 
freezes  as  it  roars.  —charming. 

Ah,  the  key  of  our  life,  that  passes  all  wards,  opens 

all  locks, 

Is  not  I  will,  but  I  must,  I  must,  I  must, — and  I  do  it. 

— A.  H.  Clough. 

"  To  speak  wisely  may  not  always  be  easy  but  not 
to  speak  ill  requires  only  silence." 


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'Tis  looking  downward  makes  one  dizzy. 

— Browning. 

Even  in  ordinary  life,  contact  with  nobler  natures 
arouses  the  feeling  of  unused  power  and  quickens  the 
consciousness  of  responsibility.  —Canon  Westcott, 

Every  brave  heart  must  treat  society  as  a  child,  and 
never  allow  it  to  dictate.  —Emerson. 

Adversity  is  like  the  period  of  the  former  and  latter 
rains, — cold,  comfortless,  unfriendly  to  man  and  to 
animal ;  yet  from  thence  come  the  flower  and  the  fruit, 
the  date,  the  rose,  and  the  pomegranate. 

—Sir  Walter  Scott. 

Machinery  just  meant 

To  give  thy  soul  its  bent, 
Try  thee  and  turn  thee  forth  sufficiently  impressed  .  . 

Then  welcome  each  rebuff 

That  turns  earth's  smoothness  rough, 
Each  sting  that  bids  not  sit  nor  stand,  but  go ! 

Be  our  joys  three  parts  pain ! 

Strive  and  hold  cheap  the  strain ; 

Learn,  nor  account  the  pang;  dare,  never 

Grudge  the  throe.  —Browning 


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If  there  is  any  person  for  whom  you  feel  dislike, 
that  is  the  person  of  whom  you  ought  never  to  speak. 

— X.  Cecil. 

There  is  no  beautifier  of  complexion,  or  form,  or 
behavior,  like  the  wish  to  scatter  joy  around  us. 

— Emerson. 

Experience  shows  that  success  is  due  less  to  ability 
than  to  zeal.  The  winner  is  he  who  gives  himself  to 

his  Work,  body  and  SOUl.  —Charles  Buxton. 

It  is  not  written,  blessed  is  he  that  feedeih  the 
poor,  but  he  that  considereth  the  poor.  A  little 
thought  and  a  little  kindness  are  often  worth  more 
than  a  great  deal  of  money.  —Ruskin. 

He  prayeth  best,  who  loveth  best 

All  things  both  great  and  small ; 

For  the  dear  God  who  loveth  us, 

He  made  and  loveth  all.  —Coleridge. 

The  finest  qualities  of  our  natures,  like  the  bloom 
on  fruits,  can  be  preserved  only  by  the  most  delicate 

handling.  —Thoreau. 


MEMORY. 

My  mind  lets  go  a  thousand  things, 
Like  dates  of  wars  and  deaths  of  kings. 
And  yet  recalls  the  very  hour — 
'Twas  noon  by  yonder  village  tower, 
And  on  the  last  blue  noon  of  May — 
The  wind  came  briskly  up  this  way, 
Crisping  the  brook  beside  the  road, 
Then  pausing  here,  set  down  its  load 
Of  pine  scents,  and  shook  listlessly 
Two  petals  from  that  wild-rose  tree. 

—  Thomas  Bailey  Aldrich. 


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God  will  not  mock  the  hope  he  giveth, 
No  love  he  prompts  shall  vainly  plead. 

—  Whit  tier. 

The  reward  of  one  duty  is  the  power  to  fulfil 
another.  —George  Eliot. 

Life  is  grand,  and  so  are  its  environments  of  Past 
and  Future.  Would  the  face  of  nature  be  so  serene 
and  beautiful  if  man's  destiny  were  not  equally  so? 

—  TTioreau. 

Defer  not  charities  till  death ;  for  certainly,  if  a 
man  weigh  it  rightly,  he  that  doeth  so,  is  rather  liberal 
of  another  man's  than  his  own.  —Bacon. 

Let  us  be  of  good  cheer,  remembering  that  the 
misfortunes  hardest  to  bear  are  those  which  never 

Come.  —Lowell. 

Just  because  there's  fallen 

A  snow-flake  on  his  forehead, 

He  must  go  and  fancy 

Tis  winter  all  the  year ?    —T.B.  Aidrich. 


I  expect  to  pass  through  this  life  but  once.  II 
therefore  there  is  any  kindness  I  can  show,  or  any 
good  I  can  do  to  any  fellow-being,  let  me  do  it  now, 
let  me  not  defer  or  neglect  it,  for  I  shall  not  pass  this 

way  again.  —Mrs.  A.  B.  Htgeman. 

Build  a  little  fence  of  trust  around  to-day, 
Fill  the  space  with  loving  deeds  and  therein  stay ; 
Look  not  through  the  sheltering  bars   upon   to- 
morrow, 
God  will  help  thee  bear  what  comes  of  joy,  or 

sorrow.  —Mary  Frances  Butts. 


T  there  be  some  weaker  one. 
Give  me  strength  to  help  him  on  ; 
Tf  a  blinder  soul  there  be, 
Cet  me  stride  him  nearer  Chee ; 
make  my  mortal  dreams  come  true 
Olith  the  work  1  fain  would  do  ; 
Clothe  with  life  the  weak  intent, 
Cet  me  be  the  thing  T  meant ; 
Cet  me  find  in  thv  employ, 
Peace  that  dearer  is  than  joy  t 
Out  off  self  to  love  be  led, 
Tin  A  to  heaven  acclimated. 
Until  all  things  sweet  and  good 
Seem  my  natural  habitude. 

—John  <;.  WlriliiiT. 


Could  a  greater  miracle  take  place  than  for  us  to 
look  through  each  other's  eyes  for  an  instant? 

—  Thoreau. 

If  God  made  poets  for  anything,  it  was  to  keep 
alive  the  traditions  of  the  pure,  the  holy,  and  the 
beautiful.  —Lowell. 

Moderation  is  the  silken  string  running  through 
the  pearl  chain  of  all  virtues.  —Bishop  Hail. 

I  think  that  we  should  treat  our  minds  as  innocent 
and  ingenuous  children  whose  guardians  we  are,  be 
careful  what  objects  and  what  subjects  we  thrust  on 
their  attention.  —Thoreau. 

Believe  me,  every  man  has  his  secret  sorrows, 
which  the  world  knows  not ;  and  oftentimes  we  call 
a  man  cold,  when  he  is  only  sad.  —Longfellow. 

In  a  small  chamber  friendless  and  unseen, 
Toiled  o'er  his  types  one  poor  unlearned  young 

man; 

The  place  was  dark,  ungarnitured  and  mean ; — 
Yet  there  the  freedom  of  a  race  began. 

— Lowell. 
(Said  of  Gaimon.) 


Let  us  be  such  as  help  the  life  of  the  future. 

— Zoroaster. 

The  rapidity  with  which  the  human  mind  lends 
itself  to  the  standard  around  it  gives  us  the  most 
pertinent  warning  as  to  the  company  we  keep. 

— Lowell. 

"Use  Time  well,  and  you  will  get  from  his  hand 
more  than  he  will  take  from  yours." 

A  good  book,  whether  a  novel  or  not,  is  one  that 
leaves  you  farther  on  than  when  you  took  it  up.  If, 
when  you  drop  it,  it  drops  you  down  in  the  same  old 
spot,  with  no  finer  outlook,  no  cleared  vision,  no 
stimulated  desires  for  that  which  is  better  and  higher, 
it  is  in  no  sense  a  good  book.  —Anna  Warner. 

The  fox  condemns  the  trap,  not  himself. 

—  William  Blake. 

This  is  my  youth, — its  hopes  and  dreams, 
How  strange  and  shadowy  it  all  seems, 

After  these  many  years ! 
Turning  the  pages  idly,  so, 
I  look  with  smiles  upon  the  woe, 

Upon  the  joy  with  tears !      —Aldrich, 


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Revelation  of  God  to  man  must  of  necessity  partake 
of  the  imperfections  of  the  medium  through  which  it 
comes.  As  pure  water  from  heaven,  falling  upon  and 
filtering  through  earth,  must  gather  impurities  in  its 
course,  differing  in  amount  and  kind  according  to  the 
earth,  even  so  the  pure  divine  truth,  filtering  through 
man's  mind,  must  take  imperfections  characteristic  of 
the  man  and  of  the  age.  Such  filtrate  must  be  redis- 
tilled in  the  alembic  of  reason  to  separate  the  divine 
truth  from  the  earthy  impurities.  —Joseph  Le  Contf. 


BP 


Never  lose  an  opportunity  to  see  anything  beautiful. 
Beauty  is  God's  hand- writing. 


BEAUTY. 

Then  I  said,  "I  covet  truth ; 

Beauty  is  unripe  childhood's  cheat ; 
I  leave  it  behind  with  the  games  of  youth :" — 

As  I  spoke,  beneath  my  feet 
The  ground-pine  curled  its  pretty  wreath, 

Running  over  the  club-moss  burrs ; 
I  inhaled  the  violet's  breath ; 

Around  me  stood  the  oaks  and  firs ; 
Pine-cones  and  acorns  lay  on  the  ground ; 

Over  me  soared  the  eternal  sky, 

Full  of  light  and  of  deity ; 

Again  I  saw,  again  I  heard, 

The  rolling  river,  the  morning  bird ; — 

Beauty  through  my  senses  stole ; 

I  yielded  myself  to  the  perfect  whole. 

— Emerson. 


A  consideration  of  petty  circumstances  is  the  tomb 
of  great  things.  —Voltaire. 

It  is  true  that  a  little  philosophy  inclineth  a  man's 
mind  to  atheism,  but  depth  in  philosophy  bringeth 
men's  minds  about  to  religion.  —Bacon. 

Life  means,  be  sure, 

Both  heart  and  head, — both  active,  both  complete, — 

And  both  in  earnest.  —E.  B.  Browning. 

When  we  climb  to  heaven  'tis  on  the  rounds  of  love 

to  men.  —JVhittier. 

The  tenderness  that  apologizes  for  wickedness  is 
the  worst  form  of  cruelty.  —Channing. 

They  that  can  walk  at  will  where  the  works  of  the 

Lord  are  reveal' d 
Little  guess  what  joy  can  be  got  from  a  cowslip  out 

of  the  field; 
Flowers  to  these  "spirits  in  prison"  are  all  they  can 

know  of  the  spring, 
They  freshen  and  sweeten  the  wards  like  the  waft  of 

an  angel's  wing.  —Tennyson. 

(In  the  Children's  Hospital.) 


One  learns  more  metaphysics  from  a  single  tempta 
tion  than  from  all  the  philosophers.  —Lowell. 

'Tis  not  what  a  man  does  which  exalts  him;  but 
what  a  man  would  do !  —Browning. 

As  if  you  could  kill  time  without  injuring  eternity. 

—  Thoreau. 

What  do  we  live  for,  if  it  is  not  to  make  life  less 
difficult  to  each  other?  —George  Eliot. 

Even  when  the  bird  walks  we  see  that  he  has  wings. 

— Lemoine. 

Death  knits  as  well  as  parts.  —Lowell. 

Our  times  are  in  His  hand, 

Who  saith,  "A  whole  I  planned," 

Youth  shows  but  half;  trust 

God,  see  all,  nor  be  afraid.        —Browning. 

"  The  lie  of  an  action  is  greater  than  the  lie  of  a 
word." 


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Ah,  why  should  we  wear  black  for  the  guests  of 

God  ?  —Ruskin. 

The  blessed  work  of  helping  the  world  forward, 
happily  does  not  wait  to  be  done  by  perfect  men. 

— George  Eliot. 

Silk  comes  from  a  worm,  gold  from  rock,  the  lotus 
from  mud.  .  .  .  He  who  has  superior  qualities  be- 
comes distinguished  through  their  development  and 
expression.  What  signifies  noble  birth  ?  —Hindu. 

It  is  a  good  and  safe  rule  to  sojourn  in  every  place, 
as  if  you  meant  to  spend  your  life  there,  never  omit- 
ting an  opportunity  of  doing  a  kindness,  or  speaking 
a  true  word,  or  making  a  friend.  —Ruskin. 

I  would  say  to  all :  use  your  gentlest  voice  at  home. 
Watch  it  day  by  day  as  a  pearl  of  great  price  ;  for  it 
will  be  worth  more  to  you  in  days  to  come  than  the 
best  pearl  hid  in  the  sea.  A  kind  voice  is  joy,  like  a 
lark's  song,  to  a  hearth  at  home.  Train  it  to  sweet 
tones  now  and  it  will  keep  in  tune  through  life. 

£li)iu  Burritt. 


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^  0  educate  the  heart,  one  must  be  willing 
f        to   go    out  of   himself  and  to  come    into 
"^        loving  contact  "with   others. 

«44 


"  Make  of  your  grief  a  pedestal  on  which  to  stand." 

And  for  the  things  I  see 

I  trust  the  things  to  be.  —whittier. 

Whenever  you  are  angry,  be  assured  that  it  is  not 
only  a  present  evil,  but  that  you  have  increased  a 

habit.  —Epictetus. 

Receive  your  thoughts  as  guests,  but  treat  your 
desires  as  children.  —Chinese. 

The  profit  of  a  book  is  according  to  the  sensibility 
of  the  reader.  The  profoundest  thought  or  passion 
sleeps  as  in  a  mine,  until  an  equal  mind  and  heart  finds 

and  publishes  it.  —Emerson. 

The  cry  of  the  age  is  more  for  fraternity  than  for 
charity.  If  one  exists  the  other  will  follow,  or  better 

Still,  will  not  be  needed.  —Henry  D.  Chafnn. 


I  believe  that  the  mind  can  be  profaned  by  the 
habit  of  attending  to  trivial  things,  so  that  all  our 
thoughts  shall  be  tinged  with  triviality.  —Thoreau. 

There  is  only  one  real  failure  possible;  and  that  is, 
not  to  be  true  to  the  best  one  knows. 

—Canon  Farrar. 

No  man  is  a  hero  to  his  valet.  This  is  not  because 
the  hero  is  no  hero,  but  because  the  valet  is  a  valet. 

— Heget. 

When  a  man  lives  with  God,  his  voice  shall  be  as 
sweet  as  the  murmur  of  the  brook  and  the  rustle  of 
the  corn.  —Emerson. 

The  truest  self-respect  is  not  to  think  of  self. 

— Henry  Ward  Beecher. 

Our  doubts  are  traitors, 

And  make  us  lose  the  good  we  oft  might  win, 

By  fearing  to  attempt.  —Shakespeare. 

Do  not  talk  about  the  lantern  that  holds  the  lamp; 
but  make  haste,  uncover  the  light,  and  let  it  shine. 

— George  Macdonald. 


LIGHT. 

All  love  thee,  but  none  can  express  thee, 

Or  pierce  to  the  core  of  thy  heart ; 
The  poet  in  dreams  may  half  guess  thee, 

And  faintly  divine  what  thou  art : 
But  the  song  that  would  sing  thee  is  broken, 

The  lips  quiver  once  and  are  still, 
And  thy  mystery,  ever  unspoken, 

Is  left  for  the  future  to  fill. 

— Anne  Sheldon  Coombs. 


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Unfaithfulness  in  the  keeping  of  an  appointment  is 
an  act  of  clear  dishonesty.  You  may  as  well  borrow  a 
person's  money  as  his  time.  —Horace  Mann. 

Common  sense,  in  an  uncommon  degree,  is  what 
the  world  calls  wisdom.  —Coleridge. 

The  great  thing  in  the  world  is  not  so  much  where 
we  stand,  as  in  what  direction  we  are  moving. 

— Holmes. 

What  an  antiseptic  is  a  pure  life !  —Lowell. 

It  is  good  to  be  children  sometimes,  and  never 
better  than  at  Christmas,  when  its  mighty  Founder 

was  a  child  himself.  Charles  Dickens. 

When  the  sun  rises,  I  see  an  innumerable  company 
of  the  heavenly  host  crying, — "Holy,  holy,  holy,  is 
the  Lord  God  Almighty."  —William  Blake. 

The  greatest  thing  a  man  can  do  for  his  Heavenly 
Father  is  to  be  kind  to  some  of  his  other  children. 

—Henry  Drummond. 


Nothing  is  so  strong  as  gentleness, 
Nothing  so  gentle  as  real  strength. 

— St.  Francis  de  Salts. 

Science  keeps  down  the  weed  of  superstition,  not 
by  logic,  but  by  rendering  the  mental  soil  unfit  for  its 
cultivation.  —Tyndaii. 

The  beauty  of  work  depends  upon  the  way  we  meet 
it, — whether  we  arm  ourselves  each  morning  to  attack 
it  as  an  enemy  that  must  be  vanquished  before  night 
comes,  or  whether  we  open  our  eyes  with  the  sunrise 
to  welcome  it  as  an  approaching  friend  who  will  keep 
us  delightful  company  all  day,  and  who  will  make  us 
feel  at  evening  that  the  day  was  well  worth  its  fatigues. 

— Lucy  Larcom. 

"For  no  one  doth  know 

What  he  can  bestow, 
What  light,  strength,  and  beauty  may  after  him  go ; 

Thus  onward  we  move, 

And,  save  God  above, 
None  guesseth  how  wondrous  the  journey  may  prove." 

Sleep  that  knits  up  the  ravelled  sleave  of  care, 
The  death  of  each  day's  life,  sore  labor's  bath, 
Balm  of  hurt  minds,  great  nature's  second  course, 
Chief  nourisher  in  life's  feast. 

— Shakespeare, 


The  moment  a  man  can  really  do  his  work,  he 
becomes  speechless  about  it.  All  words  become  idle 
to  him — all  theories.  —Ruskin. 

What  if  it  does  look  likely  to  rain,  it  is  fine  now  ! 

—  William  Smith. 

God  is  ever  drawing  like  toward  like,  and  making 
them  acquainted.  —Homer. 

If  I  had  but  two  loaves  of  bread,  I  would  sell  one 
and  buy  hyacinths,  for  they  would  feed  my  soul. 

— Koran. 

I  always  seek  the  good  that  is  in  people  and  leave 
the  bad  to  Him  who  made  mankind  and  knows  how 
to  round  off  the  corners.  —Goethe's  Mother. 

The  prosperity  of  a  nation  depends  upon  the  health 
and  morals  of  its  citizens,  and  the  health  and  morals 
of  a  people  depend  mainly  upon  the  food  they  eat  and 
the  houses  they  live  in.  The  time  has  come  when  we 
must  have  a  science  of  domestic  economy,  and  it  must 
be  worked  out  in  the  homes  of  our  educated  women. 
A  knowledge  of  the  elements  of  chemistry  and  physics 
must  be  applied  to  the  daily  living. 

—Ellen  H.  Richards. 


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I  pray  you,  O  excellent  wife,  not  to  cumber  your- 
self and  me  to  get  a  rich  dinner  for  this  man  or  this 
woman  who  has  alighted  at  our  gate,  nor  a  bedcham- 
ber made  ready  at  too  great  a  cost.  These  things,  if 
they  are  curious  in,  they  can  get  for  a  dollar  at  any 
village.  But  let  this  stranger,  if  he  will,  in  your  looks, 
in  your  accent  and  behavior,  read  your  heart  and 
earnestness,  your  thought  and  will,  which  he  cannot 
buy  at  any  price  in  any  village  or  city,  and  which  he 
may  well  travel  fifty  miles  and  dine  sparely  and  sleep 
hard  in  order  to  behold.  Certainly,  let  the  board  be 
spread  and  let  the  bed  be  dressed  for  the  traveler ;  but 
let  not  the  emphasis  of  hospitality  lie  in  these  things. 
Honor  to  the  house  where  they  are  simple  to  the  verge 
of  hardship,  so  that  there  the  intellect  is  *wake  and 
reads  the  laws  of  the  universe.  « \r>\ «•«<>«. 


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Is  he  dead  whose  glorious  mind 

Lifts  thine  on  high  ? 
To  live  in  hearts  we  leave  behind 

Is  not  to  die.  —Campbell 

Three  things  return  not,  e'en  for  prayers  and  tears- 

The' arrow  which  the  archer  shoots  at  will ; 

The  spoken  word,  keen-edged  and  sharp  to  sting ; 

The  opportunity  left  unimproved. 

If  thou  would'st  speak  a  word  of  loving  cheer, 

Oh,  speak  it  now.   <JThis  moment  is  thine  own". 

— Nellie  M.  Richardson. 


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B6K6U6R  snow  falls  or  water 
flows  or  birds  fly,  wherever  day 
and  night  meet  in  twilight, 
wherever  the  blue  heaven  is 
buna  by  clouds  or  sown  with 
stars,  wherever  are  forms  with 
transparent  boundaries,  wher- 
ever are  outlets  in  celestial 
space,  wherever  is  danger,  and 
awe,  and  love,— there  is  Beauty, 
plenteous  as  rain,  shed  for 
thee,  and  though  thou  shouldst 
walk  the  world  over,  thou  shalt 
not  be  able  to  find  a  condition 
inopportune  or  ignoble* 

—  Emerson. 


Music  to  the  mind  is  as  air  to  the  body. 

— Plato. 

"The  highest  mounted  mind,"  he  said, 
"Still  sees  the  sacred  morning  spread, 
The  silent  summit  overhead. ' '          —  Tennyson. 

We  lose  vigor  through  thinking  continually  the 
same  set  of  thoughts.  New  thought  is  new  life. 

— Prentice  Mulford. 

Our  life  is  always  deeper  than  we  know,  is  always 
more  divine  than  it  seems,  and  hence  we  are  able  to 
survive  degradations  and  despairs  which  otherwise 

must  engulf  US.  —Henry  James. 

I  wait  for  my  story — the  birds  cannot  sing  it, 

Not  one,  as  he  sits  on  the  tree  ; 
The  bells  cannot  ring  it,  but  long  years,  O  bring  it ! 

Such  as  I  wish  it  tO  be.  —Jean  Ingelow. 

It  is  only  to  the  finest  natures  that  age  gives  an 
added  beauty  and  distinction ;  for  the  most  persistent 
self  has  then  worked  its  way  to  the  surface,  having 
modified  the  expression,  and  to  some  extent,  the 
features,  to  its  own  likeness.  —Mtuhiide  Blind. 


The  best  way  of  revenge  is  not  to  imitate  the 

injury.  —Marcus  AureKus. 

It  is  never  too  late  to  give  up  our  prejudices. 

—  Thoreau. 

Fate  is  unpenetrated  ^causes.  —Emerson. 

There  has  never  been  a  great  or  beautiful  character 
which  has  not  become  so  by  filling  well  the  ordinary 
and  smaller  offices  appointed  by  God. 

— Horace  Busnnell. 

"  It  heeds  not  whence  begins  our  thinking, 
If  to  the  end  its  flight  is  high." 

Nothing  will  ever,  be  attempted  if  all  possible 
objections  must  be  first  overcome.  —Dr.  Johnson. 

To  find  his  place  and  fill  it  is  success  for  a  man. 

—Phillips  Brooks. 

I  pack  my  troubles  in  as  little  compass  as  I  can  for 
myself,  and  never  let  them  annoy  others. 

— Southey. 

"  Those  who  fail  in  life  are  very  apt  to  assume  that 
svery  one  except  themselves  has  had  a  hand  in  their 
misfortunes." 


'*'  He  serves  his  country  best 

Who  lives  pure  life,  and  doeth  righteous  deed, 

And  walks  straight  paths,  however  others  stray; 
And  leaves  his  sons  an  uttermost  bequest, 
A  stainless  record  which  all  men  may  read : 
This  is  the  better  way. 

"  No  drop  but  serves  the  slowly  lifting  tide, 
No  dew  but  has  an  errand  to  some  flower, 

No  smallest  star  but  sheds  some  helpful  ray ; 
And  man  by  man,  each  giving  to  all  the  rest, 
Makes  the  firm  bulwark  of  the  country's  power: 
There  is  no  better  way." 


"  Flowers  are  the  beautiful  hieroglyphics  of  Nature 
with  which  she  indicates  how  much  she  loves  us." 

He  who  will  not  answer  to  the  rudder,  must  answer 

to  the  rocks.  —Herve. 

Teach  by  your  lives.  —Sonar. 

Who  waits  until  the  winds  shall  silent  keep, 

Will  never  have  the  ready  hour  to  sow ; 
Who  watcheth  clouds  will  have  no  time  to  reap. 

— Helen  Hunt  Jackson. 

Many  men  owe  the  grandeur  of  their  lives  to  theif 
tremendous  difficulties.  —spurgeon. 

Thou  shalt  be  served  thyself  by  every  sense 
Of  service  which  thou  renderest. 

— E.  B.  Browning. 

"  Live  blameless ;  God  is  near." 

— Inscribed  over  the  door  of  the  house  of  Linneeus, 
at  Hammerby,  Sweden. 


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I  beg  you  take  courage ;  the  brave  soul  can  mend 

even  disaster.  —Catherine  of  Russia. 

Enthusiasm :  The  sense  of  this  word  among  the 
Greeks  affords  the  noblest  definition  of  it,  namely, 

' '  God  in  US. "  —Mme.  de  Stael. 

Treat  your  friends  for  what  you  know  them  to  be. 
Regard  no  surfaces.  Consider  not  what  they  did,  but 
what  they  intended.  —Thoreau. 

Better  make  penitents  by  gentleness  than  hypocrites 

by  severity.  —  St.  Francis  de  Sales. 

The  nearer  you  come  into  relation  with  a  person, 
the  more  necessary  do  tact  and  courtesy  become. 

— Holmes. 

The  healing  of  the  world 
Is  in  its  nameless  saints.     Each  separate  star 
Seems  nothing,  but  a  myriad  scattered  stars 
Break  up  the  night,  and  make  it  beautiful. 

— E.  B.  Browninf. 

Courage,  Sir, 
That  makes  a  man  or  woman  look  their  goodliest. 

—  Tennyson. 


I  have  seen 

A  curious  child,  who  dwelt  upon  a  tract 
Of  inland  ground,  applying  to  his  ear 
The  convolutions  of  a  smooth-lipped  shell; 
To  which,  in  silence  hushed,  his  very  soul 
Listened  intently ;  and  his  countenance  soon 
Brightened  with  joy ;  for  murmurings  from  within 
Were  heard, — sonorous  cadences!  whereby 
To  his  belief,  the  monitor  expressed 
Mysterious  union  with  its  native  sea. 
Even  such  a  shell  the  universe  itself 
Is  to  the  ear  of  Faith.  —Wordsworth. 


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Wondrous  is  the  strength  of  cheerfulness;  alto- 
gether past  calculation  its  power  of  endurance. 

— Carlyle. 

Anxiety  is  good  for  nothing,  if  we  cannot  turn  it 
into  a  defense.  —George  Eliot. 

To  hate  a  man  for  his  errors  is  as  unwise  as  to  hate 
one  who,  in  casting  up  an  account,  has  made  an  error 
against  himself.  —Robertson. 

Tell  them,  dear,  if  eyes  were  made  for  seeing, 
Then  beauty  is  its  own  excuse  for  being. 

— Emerson. 

Deep  streams  run  still — and  why?  Not  because 
there  are  no  obstacles,  but  because  they  altogether 
overflow  those  stones  or  rocks  round  which  the  shallow 
stream  has  to  make  its  noisy  way.  —William  Smith. 

"Cold  and  reserved  natures  should  remember  that 
though  not  unfrequently  flowers  may  be  found  beneath 
the  snow,  it  is  chilly  work  to  dig  for  them,  and  few  care 
to  take  the  trouble." 


79 


Still  seems  it  strange  that  thou  should'st  live  forever? 
Is  it  less  strange,  that  thou  shouldst  live  at  all? 

—  Young, 


MM.ORTALITT  -will  come  to  tuck  as 
are  Jit  for  it;  and  be  tubo  "would  be  a  great 
soul  in  the  future  must  be  a  great  soul  notv. 


A  MORNING  THOUGHT . 

What  if  some  morning,  when  the  stars  were  paling, 
And  the  dawn  whitened,  and  the  East  was  clear, 

Strange  peace  and  rest  fell  on  me  from  the  presence 
Of  a  benignant  Spirit  standing  near : 

And  I  should  tell  him,  as  he  stood  beside  me, 

"This  is  our  Earth — most  friendly  Earth,  and  fair; 

Daily  its  sea  and  shore  through  sun  and  shadow 
Faithful  it  turns,  robed  in  its  azure  air: 

"There  is  blest  living  he  re,  loving  and  serving, 
And  quest  of  truth,  and  serene  friendships  dear ; 

But  stay  not,  Spirit !  Earth  has  one  destroyer — 
His  name  is  Death:  flee,  lest  he  find  thee  here!" 

And  what  if  then,  while  the  still  morning  brightened, 
And  freshened  in  the  elm  the  Summer's  breath, 

Should  gravely  smile  on  me  the  gentle  angel 
And  take  my  hand  and  say,  "My  name  is  Death." 

—Ed-ward  Rowland  Sill. 


THE  POET'S  PRAYER. 

If  there  be  some  weaker  one, 
Give  me  strength  to  help  him  on ; 
If  a  blinder  soul  there  be, 
Let  me  guide  him  nearer  Thee ; 
Make  my  mortal  dreams  come  true 
With  the  work  I  fain  would  do ; 
Clothe  with  life  the  weak  intent, 
Let  me  be  the  thing  I  meant ; 
Let  me  find  in  Thy  employ, 
Peace  that  dearer  is  than  joy ; 
Out  of  self  to  love  be  led, 
And  to  heaven  acclimated, 
Until  all  things  sweet  and  good 
Seem  my  natural  habitude. 

— /.  G.  Whittier, 


82 


Waste  no  tears 

Upon  the  blotted  record  of  lost  years, 
But  turn  the  leaf,  and  smile,  oh,  smile,  to  see 
The  fair  white  pages  that  remain  for  thee. 

— EUa  Whetler  Wilcox. 

Each  has  his  features,  whose  exterior  seal 
A  brush  may  copy  or  a  sunbeam  steal ; 
Go  to  his  study,  on  the  nearest  shelf 
Stands  the  mosaic  portrait  of  himself. 

,-Holmti. 


Nothing  new  can  be  said  about  a  New  Year.  It  is 
the  time  to  take  account  of  the  old,  repent  of  our  sins, 
carry  mistakes  to  profit  and  loss,  and  transform  their 
crude  ore  to  golden  wisdom.  It  brings  little  that  is 
new  beside  itself,  and  we  only  exchange  the  irretriev- 
able past  for  the  hopeful  future,  the  dead  certainty  for 
the  living  uncertainty.  The  conquests  of  intelligence 
have  not  perceptibly  reduced  the  area  of  the  unknown. 
The  guides  of  life  are  not  demonstrations,  but  opin- 
ions, judgments,  probabilities  and  faith.  New  contin- 
gencies arise  with  new  discoveries,  and  every  new  fact 
has  a  group  of  new  unfixed  circumstances.  The  future 
event  is  as  uncertain  to-day  as  it  ever  was.  The  only 
certainty  is  principle ;  as  new  as  to-day,  and  as  old  as 

the  universe.  —Horatio  Stebbins. 


84 


If  I  cannot  realize  my  Ideal,  I  can  at  least  idealize 

my  Real.  —  W.  C.  Gannett. 

"Beware  of  the  common  error;  let  self-reliance  be 
the  rule,  and  reliance  on  others  the  exception." 

"For  right  too  rigid  hardens  into  wrong." 

We  are  too  busy,  too  encumbered,  too  much  occu- 
pied, too  active !  We  read  too  much !  The  one  thing 
needful  is  to  throw  off  all  one's  load  of  cares,  and  to 
become  again  young,  living  happily  and  gracefully  in 
the  present  hour.  We  must  know  how  to  put  occu- 
pation aside,  which  does  not  mean  that  we  must  be 

idle.  — Translation— Mrs.  Humphrey  Ward. 

Out  of  the  shadows  of  night 
The  world  rolls  into  light ; 

It  is  daybreak  everywhere. 

— Longfellow. 
(Last  words  from  bis  pen.) 

Every  evil  thought  or  deed  has  sentence  against  it 
speedily  executed  in  the  character. 

— Marion  D.  Shutter. 


85 


SOMETIME. 

Sometime  when  all  life's  lessons  have  been  learned, 

And  sun  and  stars  forever  more  have  set, 

The  thing   which  our   weak  judgments  here  have 

spurned, 

The  things  o'er  which  we  grieved  with  lashes  wet, 
Will  flash  before  us  out  of  life's  dark  night, 
As  stars  shine  most  in  deeper  tints  of  blue  ; 
And  we  shall  see  how  all  God's  plans  are  right, 
And  how  what  seemed  reproof  was  love  most  true. 

But  not  to-day.    Then  be  content,  poor  heart, 
God's  plans  like  lilies  pure  and  white  unfold, 
We  must  not  tear  the  close-shut  leaves  apart, 
Time  will  reveal  the  calyxes  of  gold. 
And  if,  through  patient  toil,  we  reach  the  land 
Where  tired  feet,  with  sandals  loose,  may  rest, 
When  we  shall  clearly  see  and  understand, 
I  think  that  we  will  say,  "God  knew  the  best." 

— M.  R.  Smith. 


Think  when  our  one  soul  understands 
The  great  word  which  makes  all  things  new, 

When  earth  breaks  up,  and  heaven  expands, 
How  will  the  change  strike  me  and  you 

In  the  house  not  made  with  hands?    —Browning. 

Others  shall  sing  the  song, 
Others  shall  right  the  wrong, — 
Finish  what  I  begin, 
And  all  I  fail  of  win. 

What  matter  I  or  they, 
Mine  or  another's  day, 
So  the  right  word  be  said, 
And  life  the  sweeter  made. 

—Whittier. 

God's  goodness  hath  been  great  to  thee ; 
Let  never  day  nor  night  unhallowed  pass, 
But  still  remember  what  the  Lord  hatn  done. 

— Shakespeare. 


I  can  but  trust  that  good  shall  fall 
At  last— far  off— at  last,  to  all, 

And  every  winter  turn  to  spring. 

—  Tennyson. 

When  in  the  mid-day  march  we  meet 

The  outstretched  shadows  of  the  night, 
The  promise,  how  divinely  sweet, 
"At  even-time  it  shall  be  light." 

— Alice  Cary. 


OH  find  yourself  refreshed 
by  the  presence  of  cheer* 
ful  people.  Ulfiy  not  make 
earnest  effort  to  confer  that 
pleasure  on  others!  Vou 
will  find  half  the  battle  is 
gained  if  you  never  allow 
yourself  to  say  anything 
gloomy* 

c.  m.  Child. 


Take  these  thoughts  with  you  for  the  year;  go 
down  into  the  valley  with  your  brothers,  and  work 

them  OUt  in  life.  —Stopford  A.  Brooke. 


INDEX  OF  POEMS. 


EARTH  CAPTIVE  HELD Alice  Ward  Bailey      .  13 

FRIENDSHIP Emerson 15 

IK  FORTUNE  WITH  A  SMILING  FACE    Anon 18 

CHRISTMAS  IN  CALIFORNIA      ...£.&.  Sill 19 

FAITHFUL  UNTO  DEATH Chas.  W.  Wendte    .    .  22 

I  WILL  BE  WORTHY  OF  IT      ...  Ella  Wheeler  Wilcox  .  25 

DAFFODILS Wordsworth    ....  27 

AT  CHRYSTEMASSE  TVDB    ....   Anon 31 

THE  FOOL'S  PRAYER E.  R,  Sill 37 

EACH  AND  ALL Emerson 41 

NATURE  NEVER  DID  BETRAY  .    .    .  Wordsworth.     ....  44 

A  DEW  DROP Trench 46 

MEMORY Thomas  Bailey  Aldrich  54 

BEAUTY Emerson 61 

LIGHT Anne  S.  Coombs  ...  67 

HE  SERVES  His  COUNTRY  BEST      .    Anon 75 

FROM  "THE  EXCURSION"   ....  Wordsworth     ....  78 

A  MORNING  THOUGHT E.  It.  Sill 81 

A  POET'S  PRAYER Whittier 82 

SOMETIME M,  R.  Smith    ....  86 


INDEX  OF  AUTHORS. 


Alcott,  Louisa  May,  10. 
Alger,  W.  R.,  24,  29. 
Augustine  St.,  39. 
Aldrich,  Thomas  Bailey,  54,  55, 
58. 

Beecher,  Henry  Ward,  10,  66. 
Bacon,  12,  55,  62. 
Bailey,  Alice  Ward,  13. 
Buxton,  Charles,  17,  53. 
Browning,  23, 30, 47, 49, 52, 63, 87. 
Barnum,  P.  T.,  24. 
Brooks,  Phillips,  24,  33,  74. 
Byron,  35. 

Beaumont,  Joseph,  42. 
Browning,  E.  B.,  47, 62, 63, 76, 77. 
Blake,  Wm.,  58,  68. 
Burritt,  Elihu,  64. 
Blind,  Mathilde,  73. 
Bushnell,  Horace,  74. 
Bonar,  76. 

Brooke,  Stopford  A.,  89. 
Butts,  Mary  Frances,  56. 

Coleridge,  53,  68. 
Campbell,  72. 
Catherine  of  Russia,  77. 
Clarke,  James  Freeman,  9. 12. 
Carlyle,  12,  21,  79. 


Channing,  20,  39,  51,  62. 
Gary,  Alice,  11,  43,  51,  88. 
Clough,  A.  H.,  51. 
Cecil,  R.,  53. 
Chinese,  65. 
Chapin,  Henry  D.,  65. 
Coombs,  Anne  S.,  67. 

Dickinson,  Emily,  29. 
Deschamps,  35. 
Dickens,  Charles,  68. 
Drumtnond,  Henry',  68. 

Emerson,  12, 15, 16, 23, 30, 32, 36, 
39, 40, 41, 42, 45, 48,  52, 53,  61, 
65, 66, 7i,  74, 79- 

Eliot,  Geo.,  23,  55,  63,  64,  79. 

Epictetus,  65. 

Fuller,  Margaret,  45. 
Farrar,  Canon,  66. 

Goethe,  36. 
Goethe's  Mother,  70. 
Gannett,  W.  C.,  85. 

Hugo,  Victor,  n. 

Harpe,  La,  21. 

Higginson,  Thomas  W.,  21. 


Hazard,  Caroline,  24. 
Howe,  Julia  Ward,  28. 
Holland,  J.  G.,  10,  35. 
Holmes,  35,  68,  77,  83. 
Hindu,  39,  42,  64. 
Hamerton,  40,  50. 
Hegeman,  Mrs.  A.  B.,  56. 
Hall,  Bishop,  57. 
Hegel,  66. 
Homer,  70. 
Herve,  76. 

Ingelow,  Jean,  73. 

Joubert,  29. 
James,  Henry,  73. 
Johnson,  Dr.,  74. 
Jackson,  Helen  Hunt,  76. 

Kingsley,  60. 
Koran,  70. 

Lowell,  5, 17,  21, 30, 47, 48,  51, 55, 

57,  58,  63,  68. 
Larcom,  Lucy,  16,  69. 
La  Harpe,  21. 

Longfellow,  30,  33,  40,  57,  85. 
Locke,  John,  48. 
Le  Conte,  Joseph,  59. 
Lemoine,  63. 
Linnaeus,  76. 

Macdonald,  7,  21,  24,  66. 
Marcus  Aurelius,  10,  29,  35,  51, 

74- 

Massillon,  24. 
Montaigne,  24,  39. 


Mulford,  Prentice,  40,  73. 
Martineau,  42. 
Mann,  Horace,  68. 
Moulton,  Louisa  Chandler,  46. 

Procter,  Adelaide  A.,  n. 
Plato,  73. 

Ruskin,  John,  29,  35,  53,  64,  70. 
Richter,  Jean  Paul,  33. 
Richards,  Ellen  H.,  70. 
Richardson,  Nellie  M.,  72. 
Robertson,  79. 

Sidney,  Sir  Philip,  10. 
Story,  W.  W.,  16. 
Shakespeare,  17,  32,  40,  47,  48, 

66,  69,  87. 
Sill,  Edward  Rowland,  19,  37, 

81. 

Savage,  Minot  J.,  23,  32,  42. 
Simpson,  Bishop,  32. 
Swetchine,  Madame,  45. 
Schiller,  47. 
Scott,  Sir  Walter,  52. 
Sales,  St.  Francis  de,  69,  77. 
Stael,  Madame  de,  77. 
Smith,  Wm.,  70,  79. 
Southey,  74. 
Spurgeon,  76. 
Shutter,  Marion  D.,  85. 
Smith,  M.  R.,  86. 
Stebbins,  Horatio,  84. 

Thoreau,  12, 17,  23, 26, 30, 33, 34, 

53,  55,  57,  63,  66,  74,  77. 
I   Thoiuck,  12. 

94 


Temple,  Sir  William.  17. 
Trench,  46. 

Tennyson,  39,  62,  73,  77,  88. 
Tyndall,  69. 

Voltaire,  62. 

Wilcox,  Ella  Wheeler,  25,  28,  83. 
Wordsworth,  27,  44,  45,  47,  78. 
Whittier,  30,  37,  55,  62,  65,  82, 


Ward,  Elizabeth  Stuart  Fhelps, 

32. 

White,  Blanco,  33. 
Westcott,  Canon,  52. 
Warner,  Anna,  58. 
Ward,  Mrs.  Humphrey,  85. 
Wendte,  Chas.  W..  22. 

Young,  80. 
Zoroaster,  48, 58. 


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